The high lady seemed rather surprised to have heard her speak at all. Bardia kept glancing back and forth at the two of them.
“Who do you think I am?” said Lady Azar. “Tell me what you think of me, would you?”
Sarian shook her head, unwilling to answer. “High lady… please…”
“Don’t worry, Sarian, nobody is going to harm you. You can speak your mind. I just want to know where you stand.”